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[me to our host for the Philadelphia ringing weekend]

So we’re going to be a little later than expected: [My Ride] hasn’t actually slept (which is apparently a whole story), so we’ll probably be getting to Philly around 5: just in time for rush hour! Worst-case, though, we’ll park and then meet you at the restaurant.

In retrospect, I guess I should have brought one of my computers: I could be getting some work done right now.
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OK! Sometime, somehow today, I need to
- do a load of laundry ✓ (still needs folding, though)
- pack ✓
- remember all the things I need to pack (still need to do that...)
- fix a bellrope at CotA so it doesn't break during next week'stomorrow's quarter-peal attempt ✓
ETA: Remove two boxes of three-ring binders (long story) and a bunch of other crapola from the car, so I can put a bunch of DIFFERENT crapola in. ✓(well, mostly)

On reflection, that's pretty manageable. However, I ideally also need to:
- do a second load of laundry ✓
- go running ✓
- go to bell practice ✓
- get a haircut ✓
- call my credit card company to tell them I'm going to be in Canada ✓ (they claim this wasn't necessary, but: check.)
- put in an hour or so of working remotely, since I didn't quite put in 40 hours this week, and doing so next week's gonna be very difficult ✓ (Well, half an hour.)
- get a decent night's sleep for a change.
- get bobsword repair materials ✓
- print out directions, since phone stops working in Quebec ✓ (OK, yes, bloody finally)

I cannot regret going to a carnie-themed production of The Revenger's Tragedy last night AFTER ringing for a wedding, but it does make getting all of this done rather more complicated.
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OK! A few people are sticking around through tomorrow night* so they can go to handbell practice, but mostly everyone's gone home and the bells were rung down at 5, so I am declaring BellsCon to be over!
(And nothing broke!)Read more... )
choco_frosh: Bede, from a MS in Benediktbeuern or someplace (baeda)
Mostly for my own reference:

Thursday, 23 May

Flight leaves: 7:15pm

You’re supposed to check in three hours before departure for international flights, so

Arrive Logan: 4:00pm

...Hm. Looking this up on Google directions, it looks like I can either

Leave work: 2:20pm and then catch the Commuter Rail, the Red Line, and the Silver Line in succession;
OR

Leave work: 2:40ish and then catch the 70A, the Red Line, and the Silver Line.

The advantage of Option 2 is it's cheaper (both in terms of train fare and because that's 15 more minutes of personal time that I DON'T have to use.
The disadvantage is that it - in theory gets me to Logan at 4:10, and that's cutting it rather fine, even if everything goes well, which - given that it involves a bus rather than a commuter train - is much less likely.

Hm.
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So I'm headed up to Portland tomorrow, to see my father and brother and their partners; also Peter, who's spending a couple of days with Dad.
Well, that's the plan, anyway.

From an email to my Dad )

So, yeah, that.

(Yes, I will still make it to the latke party! I'll just take the bus home and then...grab my car, I guess? Um. But the chances that my car will sulk and refuse to start - or break down somewhere around the Arlington reservoir - will not deter me!)

Knee status: still hurty
Weather: too warm. Even Portland's (probably getting the storm tomorrow as rain, rather than snow. :(
Then again, the "probably" is the devil here. Again, :(

Oh well. For now, bellringing! which of course is also the theme of the weekend...


Personal reference: )
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Meantime, just to make life still MORE fun: on the way back from practice on Wednesday, I got a voicemail from my landlady. The driveway was being repaved the next day: I'd have to move my car.

Well, that's annoying, but not a MAJOR problem. Since we have a driveway, I've never gotten a parking permit for my car, but we have a 2-day visitor pass. I moved it (in the rain), and stuck the parking pass in the window.

Yesterday, I got ANOTHER voicemail. The driveway's done, but it can't be parked on until the asphalt hardens. Which will take a week.
1) WTF?
2) That's...a lot longer than two days.*

%$^&*(. I guess the best solution--and it's not a GOOD solution, but I think it'll work--is just to hope that the parking inspectors don't notice over the weekend. Then next week, I'll drive to work every day. (Groan.)** That'll mean I leave at 7:30 AM, and get back around 6:30 PM: Presumably parking inspectors don't work at night.
$£%*&^(.

Hell with it. I should go to bed. Have some amusing British tweets to cheer you up.


* But not NEARLY as long as it takes to get a Resident parking pass!
I've ordered one, but that's a two-week process, IF they even accept my iPhone photo of my RCN bill as proof of residency.

** Oh ^%$(*&, Wednesday. Choir practice.
It says something about Boston that there is no WAY that I can get there in time by car, although it's relatively simple by public transit.
Welp, I'll see if I can leave it somewhere at Brandeis overnight. Or maybe in Waltham? Failing that, pay for overnight parking at the Brandeis railroad station.

Meantime, my roommates are watching Star Trek: Enterprise. Why does Data want to have sex with the Borg chick. That doesn't seem remotely psychologically plausible.
choco_frosh: Bede, from a MS in Benediktbeuern or someplace (baeda)
[livejournal.com profile] sovay emailed me late last Monday night, to ask whether she could crash on my floor on Wednesday or Thursday. This was, as she acknowledged, rather shoort notice; but we had nothing else going on. Well, aside from the fact that I was getting a new desk. Which would go in the room with our fold out couch. And that someone else was taking my old desk. All of this would have made life a little more complicated in any case, but then there was the extra flibble that the desk-seller was moving out 24 hours before the desk taker was going to come by. Hence, for a portion of that period, we would have to cram two desks, a coffee table, a folded-out sofabed, and a [livejournal.com profile] sovay into our extremely tiny back bedroom! We somehow managed it, by cramming the table and the desk supplies into the closet and... well, it was complicated. But we managed.
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choco_frosh: Image of the Konradigasse (former {Hof-]Schreibergasse) in Konstanz, where I lived in 2005-6 (s'gasse)
Well, the weekend went mostly as planned. Aside from a few snafus getting into Eleanor's house in Portland...and things not fitting into moving vans...and items of furniture that we'd planned on taking getting included in the sales agreement by accident...things went well. However, my brother's landlord flaked out and failed to show up to sign the lease, so he's homeless til tomorrow. At least. I hope they at least pay the extra fees on the Uhaul.
I, meantime, am completely wiped, having spent the weekend moving large pieces of furniture (ok, and playing on the beach), and all of today frantically packing and dealing with various last-minute issues. Now I'm collapsed on a couch, hoping I haven't forgotten about anything in either of these categories.
It hasn't really sunk in that I'm flying transatlantic tomorrow, not to return. I guess on previous trips I've had more leadup, more time exclusively devoted to planning and packing for a change of location. This time it was more like "try to work on background reading...try to work on background reading...Gah! I'm out of time! and must pack! but the landlord is tearing our apartment apart! and I'm spending next weekend in Maine!" The freneticism is not conducive to mental adjustment.
BUT I've returned all my library books, bought CT Limo tickets, cleaned out my carrel, thrown the stuff I'm leaving here into a kneewall, found my Barclaycard, gotten advice on banks from Grace's godmother, ironed my shirts, and (finally) dowloaded the schedule for my orientation session in Frankfurt. So I guess I'm about as ready as I'm going to be.
God I hope I'm right.

* * * * * * *

I'll post next from Frankfurt, since it looks like I'll have some spare time before things really get started. Wish me luck!

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